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Longing in the Cosmos
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Polka Dot Paperchase No words of infatuation have been recently penned
Regarding a courtship from a handsome new friend.
Only occasional dating as a means to an end,
Filled with gestures and masks to pretend
That within astrological stars we're made for each other.
The galaxies will connect and out suns will be lovers
And the twins will stroke the lion as she purrs under the covers.
Instead, one man (says) goodbye, so she moves on to another,
And another each with more guarded apprehension
Even more unaware when a man is giving her attention.
